A/N: Zomg-I kind of spread myself a little thin this weekend, what with my promises of another chapter by tonight. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but with a work xmas party and hangovers and then a family dinner, damn. But I would have rather been working on this the whole time, I assure you. Anyhoo- lemons 'ho! Finally! I was so excited. Please DEFINITELY pardon any typos or miscreant wordly shenanigans as I am super tired and crossed eyed, but stubbornly wanting to get this chapter out. The next one should be shortly behind this one. I'm thinking Tuesday. As per usual, I own nothing, blahblah puke. You guys rock, love your comments and such-they bring me joy and laughter for reals. Hugs and zzzzz...

Ch. 11

Eric walked me to the door, where I saw the red-headed vampire earlier from the meeting. "This is Clancy. Clancy, Suzie will work the door with you, until Pam comes back." He gave me a curt nod, but said nothing, so Eric explained. "Just make sure everyone coming in is of legal age. Keep a head count like we talked about earlier." Longshadow, gotcha. "And if you suspect anything, let Clancy or myself know."

"Got it." We had decided, we would keep the Suzie/Sookie inter-changeable. I figured Pam and Eric could call me either one they preferred. Though, for some reason I liked when Eric called me Sookie. With me there, the crabby ginger figured he'd have me do all the work, so he stood back, arms crossed, to stink-eye the crowd. About twenty minutes in to looking at license after license, I had already found two with fake i.d.'s. I signaled to Clancy and he would fangily escort them to the parking lot and tell them not to come back until they were of age. He didn't need to know I actually learned it by their thoughts.

Of course, I had to weed through all the thoughts from a lot of the regulars, or so they deemed themselves. They wanted to know who the hell I was, where was Mistress Pam and who was I fucking to get this job? Why was that always the first thing anyone thought of? I guess that's what the whole vamp addiction was-blood and sex. Hmm...Eric didn't seem like that, though. And while Pam pretended like that was all she was about, I knew there was more. But, I had to remind myself, not everyone got to see that.

I watched women and men throw themselves at Clancy to which he did not turn away. Seemed like they merely made plans to hook up later. Almost all of them. Gross. Made me wonder how much biting and fucking did go on here.

Which made me think of Eric. If people were throwing themselves at Clancy, it had to be a thousand fold for Eric. It made me a little ill. But what right did I have to feel possessive of who he did or did not bite or fuck? Who was I kidding. In the last day, I had come in on a recon mission and ended up swooning at the mere glance of my prey. I did sense my attraction was not one sided, however. But would we have a decent chance of being together? He, a Vampire Sheriff and me, a half-ish fairy? Not that I had much hope for anyone in the romantic department. As I had already encountered with male fairies-that was never happening. I didn't have time for divas. And humans, though I didn't encounter too many prior to now, didn't seem a good match, since they had no clue fairies existed. Weres were too smelly to take seriously, though I had seen some pretty hot ones.I had suspected a few times that my grandfather wanted me to get involved with Kvelin, but that was too creepy. I only viewed him as a brother. Now that I thought of it, he looked strikingly similar to Eric. What were the chances of that? Huh. I filed that thought away.

I mindlessly checked i.d. after i.d. and let my mind wander to more thoughts of Eric; found a few more fakes. Wow, did they really get this many underage kids with fake i.d.'s per night? Judging from their thoughts, they got in here with them a lot, so I would have to tell Eric they had to get a little more thorough with that. I think Grey used a black light at Claude's place.

I was shocked to see Pam approach me, cheeks a little flushed, but otherwise not a hair out of place. "Hey human," she winked at me "how is this working out for you?" She pulled me away from the line, which made a few silly impatient people, groan. She silenced them all with a look.

"Not too shabby. Found a few fakers for you. You guys need to get a system for weeding them out."

"How did you-?" She stared at me and I tapped my head. "Oh." She gave me an appreciative look.

"I think a black light might help with some of them, though. I've seen it used before." She turned to Clancy, instructed him to go find one and took his place, so we could man the door together. "So, are you okay, now?"

"No. Until this is fixed, I will not be okay."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply it had all gone away, I meant more, do you feel a little better getting off some steam?"

"I do. That and a good meal and a fuck" slow wink while her tongue ran across her lips "made me feel more myself for the time being." I rolled my eyes at her and allowed myself to blush, just to cheer her up, which it did. "My anger was mostly for Eric. I know how frustrated and helpless he feels. He is not a man to sit back and wait for things to happen, so not being able to address this head on must be killing him. I am distraught for Alderik , but he is strong. I know he will prevail till we can get to him. And I am also upset that a fairy bested us. And now, hearing that The Council is involved and sent you, that means this is so much more than just a single vendetta against Breandan we have to settle. Obviously there are multiple factions involved and we have to be careful how we approach this. Which annoys the shit out of me."

"You want to burst in, guns blazing, huh?"

"Yes! Finally, a woman who gets me! So, when do we get to have jousting time?"

I laughed. She and Eric were both so damned pragmatic! "Bring it on bitch."

She laughed out loud at that and all the fangbanger "regulars" in line, gasped at the sight. Like they spotted an albino elephant or something. "Eric taught me everything I know, so you're in deep shit, mouthy. Who trained you, your godmother?" Thankfully omitting the fairy part.

"Nope. I was trained by Britlingen."

Her mouth fell open with a look of awe. "Okay, I'll give you that. That's pretty impressive. Just sword training or everything?"

"Everything I was able to learn, given my...bodily constraints." Speaking in code in front of the humans was getting annoying. They didn't know what Britlingens were or about The Council, so that was pretty safe. "So swords and other metal weaponry-like daggers, axes, mace, a lot of archery, floor work like hand to hand stuff..." I trailed off when she started to look a little turned on. "Really, Pam?"

She was about to respond when her head turned quickly. Two vampire approached, walking to the front of the line and they were given immediate pass. But not before they both gave me a raunchy look. Pam squelched that quickly, saying "Eyes and fangs off. She's Eric's."

Now my mouth fell open. I waited until they passed and got into the noisy din of the club. "Pam? What the fuck? Since when am I his?"

"Since A-he started to show interest in you and B-we learned who you really are. The last thing we need is another vampire, like Compton, though probably not as fucktarded, sniffing around you, inevitably causing trouble. And eventually tasting your tears or blood or any other bodily delight that will give your identity away. One thing I've noticed in the brief time we've known you is you are quite the trouble magnet, Sookie. So, it saves us all some work by just saying you're his."

"Oh." Again, they were very pragmatic, quick and forward-thinking. I was glad to be on their good side.

"Eventhough, we all know, eventually you will be his, in all ways that matter." Eyebrow waggle.

"Hey! Cocky aren't we? Who's to say I like him like that?"

"Oh come now, you can't be that naïve. As if it weren't obvious in your demeanor when you two are near each other, or the way you look at him, or the way you smell when he turns his attentions on you-"

"Uhm, hold the phone. What the what?" Okay, he had said as much yesterday, but she could smell me, too?

"Yes, you know what I'm getting at. And, when he's around, it's almost non-stop. How he's been able to keep it together when your like that is beyond me. I would have had you ten ways from Sunday by now."

I was beet red. "You're a monster."

"You like it."

"Foof-back to work."

"Yes, boss. But I am supposed to tell you the Master would like to see you."

"Oh? So, when were you going to tell me that?"

"I just did." She looked confused.

"Yeah, but you obviously knew he wanted to see me when you walked over here and-know what? Nevermind. Okay. See you later." She waved at me, and of course, smirked. Clancy was headed over. He must have found a black light somewhere or bought one.

I weaved my way through the crowd. We were a few dozen short of capacity. I glanced over to see where Longshadow was-he was at his usual spot behind the bar. I turned to look for Eric-he was on his throne, watching me. I turned to walk to him and when I was at the front of the throne, I curtsied and bowed my head. "Master. You have summoned me?"

"Sookie, the only time I want you to call me Master is in the bedroom."

"Hey! What happened to professionalism in the workplace?!"

"That was your rule. Recall I did not agree to it. I said I would do my best. This is my best. Though I consider this my worst, personally."

"Hmf, then we disagree on what worst and best mean?"

He grabbed me and sat me on his lap, wrapping one arm tightly around my waist, the other reached up to cup the back of my neck and lean me into his lips. "Lover, there aren't enough hours left this night" he paused and ran his lips around the shell of my ear and licked my lobe. I shivered, my breath hitched and I felt my lady parts jump. "For me to show you all the ways those two meanings can intertwine." His fangs snicked down. I tried to protest, but barely more than a hoarse squeak came out. When I tried to wiggle slightly to get away from those delicious lips, he groaned, "That's only making it worse Sookie, but keep it up." I felt "it" pressing on my backside, which made me groan.

"Eric...not here." I tried to unwrap his hand from my waist. "Sookie, stop." Before I could, he wove the hand that was on my neck into my hair and leaned my ear back toward his mouth. "I can see Longshadow perfectly from here and he looks a little nervous. So be still." I froze. "Pretend I'm doing unimaginable, pleasurable things to you with my mouth," he ran his lips in a small pattern along my pulse point.

"Pretend? I'll try, but this is pretty awful." I managed to get out, though I barely recognized my own husky voice. I felt the warmth spread from between my thighs outward.

He gave a light chuckle and whispered, "He looks around when he gets large bills, then puts his hand behind the register. But I can't tell from here if it's actually going into the drawer or if he has a spot where he keeps it separate." He slid his hand up, from my ankle all the way to my thigh and stopped, as did my breathing. The hand then jumped to my hip and began kneading it. I gripped his arms, wanting to climb inside of him. "Tell me Sookie, is this still awful?"

Before I could mouth off, he lightly bit at my neck"Ahh-mmm" I couldn't stop the sound from escaping my throat and I ground my center down onto his hard length. "Fuck! Sookie, you are going to be the death of me." I had never felt this way in my life. I had heard about it, read about it, yearned for it, but had no clue it was like this. Never. Like. This. I was on fire. I wanted all of him right then and there. I had always wondered, when the time came, if I would instinctively know what I was supposed to do. That was an affirmative. My body needed no instruction. The only thing keeping me from spinning around, lifting up my skirt and straddling him on his throne was the fact there were a few hundred people behind us, watching us. I could hear their thoughts, complete with death threats.

Then I heard a stray thought that seemed out of place. "Eric!"

"Hmmm?" He was drawing circles along my jugular with his tongue and grinding into me.

"God, Eric, stop. Not that I want to, either, but listen." I took his hand from my hip, and used it to shield my mouth, in case anyone was trying to lip read. I looked at him and he was staring into me so intensely, I had a hard time remembering what I was going to tell him. His eyes were such a dark sapphire blue right now. What little of the iris you could see, that is, since his pupils were dilated and he was staring at me like he was going to pounce in about three seconds. "Eric- Longshadow!" I hissed.

That snapped him out of it. "What is it?" I rubbed my lips over his palm so it didn't look like so obvious that I was blocking my mouth. He groaned and closed his eyes.

"Hey, stay with me." They popped open. "Is there a human behind the bar right now?"

"Yes." He ran his thumb along my lower lip and I licked it. His nostril flared and his eyes rolled back for a split second.

"Is it someone Longshadow has been with?"

"I'm sure. Everyone's been with Ginger." I bit his wrist and he grunted in pleasure, though that wasn't my intent. "Though how attached he is to her, I can't say."

"Okay, is she kind of dumb?"

"Very."

"Do you know if she's had some recent brain trauma?" I was running my lips back and forth across the center of his palm.

I felt his cock twitch and he growled. Through his clenched jaw, "I'm not sure. I haven't seen any physical signs of trauma. Why do you ask?"

If I didn't want him so badly, this would almost be fun. "She has whole chunks of thoughts missing. She's avoiding things she doesn't know why she's avoiding."

He slid his hand up my thigh again, this time slipping it under my dress. Shit. He traced light circles at the very top part of my thighs, almost right "there" but purposefully avoiding it.

"What or how do you mean?"

"She was cleaning up behind the bar, she was thinking about the steps. Then she went to clean by the cash till Longshadow uses, but she was...repelled away from it. She went from; 'gonna restock those cocktail napkins and wipe the counter down', to; 'can't do that, shouldn't go there' but a void kind of took over, even as she wondered why she felt or thought that, then she forgot and went on to something else."

I shuddered as his hand kneaded my thigh under my dress. I felt one finger sneak over to just barely brush up against the warmth and by now, wetness, of my panties. As soon as he felt it, he gripped my thigh hard. I got lost in his eyes again, as he pulled the naughty hand out. "Sookie." He gripped my hands between his. "If we don't stop now, I am going to do something that, while we will enjoy it, I would rather not share with the entire bar." He stood us up. "Besides, I want to take all night with you, my little fairy halfling." He eye fucked me in a way that would haunt me for many fantasies to come. "I will devour you." He knew the effect his words would have or else his reflexes were just that good, because my knees buckled and he caught me. "Please don't take this the wrong way, lover, but you had better visit the ladies room and cool down." I looked at him in anger and alarm, but he pulled me in close again to whisper. "No. Do not get angry. I only mean that your smell, your delicious scent of arousal is like no other I have ever experienced, and is driving me wild. I want to kick everyone out of here and fuck you on every one of these tables, on every surface of this building. Twice. It makes me feel like I have never had sex before and you will be my first. It is what I imagine heaven, if there is one, would smell like. That is what your scent does to me. And with you flitting around here, every vampire here is going to smell it, if they haven't already and want to do bad things to you. Since I hadn't prepared on killing twenty vampires tonight, it might be easier if you freshen up. As it is, I will escort you to the facilities in Pam's office. In fact, it pains me, to think of you making it go away, as I would love nothing more than to be enveloped in that aroma for eternity."

Wow. Guess I couldn't get mad at that. I was a little speechless and maybe a little self conscious as we walked through the crowd, him with his raging hard on and me with my heavenly scented panties.